Warning….. This chapter includes graphic violence! If you read it and don't like it you have been warned. I had to write this cause it is essential to the story. Don't read if you are easily offended. Remember you were warned.
The rest of the day with Kim was pretty uneventful. She didn't put her phone down all day; I knew she must be making plans with someone. I laid there lost in thought, my mind wandered from what had happened the last few days and throughout what had happened the last few years. I couldn't help but recant every minute detail, sometimes it all felt so surreal. Today was a day when it was all painfully real. Today was one of those days when I just couldn't forget even though I willed myself to.
Kim leaped up off the couch, almost a little too excited. She wore a huge smile across her face.
"Want to go out? "She asked eagerly.
"No way, you must be nuts!" I stated
"Come on it will be fun." She begged
"No way, I really don't want too." I was stern.
"You don't have to work tomorrow you been on leave for the last two weeks." She reminded me
"I had been thinking about going back." I announced
"Yeah but not tomorrow" She whined.
"No, either way though, I just want to stay in."
"You're no fun anymore Becca." She said as she ran off to the bathroom to shower.
I didn't care; I just didn't see the point in going out. I never liked clubs and all the people, plus going out with Kim lost its appeal throughout the years. I remember hearing the shower turn on as the music stopped. The whole house was quite other than the sound of water.
The door flew open hitting hard against the wall; a loud voice screamed for me as I just lay there holding Brandon tighter hoping it would keep him asleep.
"Becca, you worthless bitch, Get the fuck out here. " He slurred out loudly.
I knew I better move unless I wanted him to come to me. Plus I was silently praying the neighbors would not hear him and call the cops again. One more report against us and child services would surely step in.
"I said come here you dirty fucking bitch." He was even more frustrated now. I quickly rose from the bed being careful not to wake my son. I nervously stumbled out of the room glancing back as I shut the door to make sure my angel was still asleep. My feet were heavy as I walked across the floor to him. Everything within me screamed to turn and run away. I ignored it and tried to behave, if I just did what he wanted then he would leave me alone. The better I was the quicker it would be over. He laughed at me louder and louder, he was hysterical. I swallowed hard as my breath hitched in my throat.
"You told Matt's girl I hit you" He yelled out reaching for me and pulling me close. He swung at me hitting me hard against the right side of my head. My head spun to the side and a wave of dizziness crossed through me.
"No, I never said anything." I tried to convince him. "I promise I would have never."
He swung hard again knocking me back a few steps connecting with the right side of my head again. I felt the temple of my head gush and I raised my hand sliding my trembling fingers across the warm, wet, red liquid. I was distracted and didn't see the third fist approach me. I only felt it once it connected; the pain was intense and made it nearly impossible to open my eyes. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, ripping strands of it from my scalp. He slapped me this time; it left my other cheek furiously stinging.
"You told her bitch, don't you fucking lie to me you know I hate liars."
"Josh, I swear I never said a word, Please stop." I begged.
I was still unable to open my eyes, the pain was too intense. This was worse than anything before. I could hear him unzip his fly. A soft moan ripped through the room as he tore my nightgown off.
"Please, I am sorry, don't do this; I will listen to you from now on." I pleaded.
"You will do what I want either way." He drunkenly slurred out. He took his cock and slapped it against my cheek before forcing it into my mouth. I could taste the blood; He was rough and slides himself forcefully down my throat. I felt a swift, powerful kick to my stomach. I groaned in pain, feeling another and then another.
"You're so fucking worthless you can't even suck my dick right." He spit in my face, before mumbling to himself. He let go of me and I fell to the floor. He whipped me with his belt over and over to express how infuriated he was.
"Josh, no, no, no please." I whimpered out. I heard the door creek open, and tiny foot prints run across the floor towards me.
"Mommy" Brandon squealed out with fear.
"Get out of here boy." Josh growled out.
"Mommy is ok. Go back to bed." I tried to assure him.
Just then I felt myself get pulled up onto my knees by my hair, this time I hardly felt his fist as it connected with the right side of my face. I didn't feel anything after that, I don't remember anything at all after that either. Not until I felt hands on me, they were kind though and they moved fast.
"Can you hear me?" An unfamiliar voice asked.
"Yes" I barely whispered out as I fell back into the darkness.
The sound of my phone awakened me. I grabbed for it as my dreams came slipping back to me. I franticly answered it forgetting where I was.
"Yes" I said anxiously.
"Becca? Are you ok?" His voice was full of concern.
"No, I mean yes." I stated still half asleep
"Seriously, what's going on." He asked
I took a second catching my breath. That was more than a nightmare it was my memories fucking with me. They regularly haunted me, taunting me about things I could never fix. I fought back the tears as I held my phone trying to steady my breathing and repress the traumatic memories again.
"Becca, what is going on? His tone was demanding
"Nothing, I am sorry, I uh umm had a horrible nightmare." I stuttered
"That's it?" He asked concern even more evident now.
"Yeah, Sorry, I don't mean to worry you." I said softly.
"Where are you?" He questioned"
"I am at home." I began to slow my breathing.
"I wish you weren't." He sighed.
"Jon, I am fine it was just a fucked up bad dream." I tied to assure him as I wished that was the case.
"Do you still have my keys?" He questioned.
"Yeah I do for now. There is still a few hours left to bid for them on e-bay." I joked trying to desperately lighten the mood. I really didn't want him to continue with the questions. He sighed into the phone heavily.
"Don't joke; you got me worried, princess." He softly breathed into the phone.
"Sorry, Jon, Really I am ok now." I smiled. "I am talking to you and I am fine."
"Mmmm, that's what Daddy likes to hear." He laughed out in his raspy voice. "By the way Becca, my keys better not be on e-bay." He laughed.
PunkMoxleysViperGirl you got your dirt on Becca sorry it really was so dirty. CoreysKitten, I may have you pro Kim at some point or maybe not sometimes a story needs someone everyone loves to hate. Psion 53 thanks for the review as always, Kim is in denial about a lot. She is my loose cannon. Tootertoad 85 thanks for taking interest I hope you still do now that this story is getting real. I tried to lighten it up at the end. I promise there will be a update tomorrow.